HELP! by THE BEATLES Story by Aimee Chan
One of my strongest memories is the pure joy we got out of making each other laugh. Belly laughs that happened while you hung upside down on the monkey bars were even more hilarious.
BETTER BE HOME SOON by NEIL FINN Story by David Oke
You can tell by the catch in Neil Finn's voice that it was a tough gig to play and sing this song for his former band mate.
ALL THINGS MUST PASS by GEORGE HARRISON Story by Vin Maskell
“The White Album,” my son said one night. “Fair bit of filler on it. But I’m keen to learn more about George Harrison.”
HEROES by DAVID BOWIE Fiction by Jeff Dowsing
As a Bowie aficionado Jack couldn’t hold a candle to Dennis, but this track burns deep at the best of times, and obliterates him in the worst. Such as now.
ALEXANDRA LEAVING by LEONARD COHEN Story by Vin Maskell
It was a restless, fitful time. At one or two or three in the morning I’d carefully ease out of bed and head for the loungeroom, well away from the sleeping family.
LAST KISS by PEARL JAM Story by Georgia Logan
Vivid flashbacks. The last time I saw him. The last time I walked in to the hospital room. The last time he looked at me.
POOR BOY BY SPLIT ENZ Story by Hugh Jones
Here in my city I’m fretting after my father, lost in the aftermath of a stroke and the creeping invasion of inoperable cancer.
Song For Adam by Kiki Dee (Jackson Browne) Story by Vin Maskell
It’s not a mistake to transpose your own experiences onto a song (or a poem or a novel or a painting…). It’s inevitable. It’s part of art. But it can be a trap if you’re not careful.
We Walk The Same Line by Everything But The Girl. Story by Hazel Wood
Hazel Wood Yeovil, England, November 2010 At 3am, alone in the alien landscape of medically-induced fear, I reach for the only comfort available: my iPod. With its unnerving intuition, ‘shuffle’ offers up a song I have, up to now, entirely misunderstood.
Catch My Disease by Ben Lee. Story by Rick Kane.
Rick Kane Perth, April 2006 Someone asked, “Where’s the music?” This would be the cathartic moment. This would be where the pain flowed out as the love poured in.